Take My Hand(Beatrice Haywood(Dove Cameron) from Harry Potter: Hogwarts Mystery)
Admittedly, when a seventh year Hufflepuff named Beatrice Haywood came up to Harry and insisted that she would be his date for the Yule Ball, Harry did not know what to expect. He said yes, because it was shortly after he had been turned down by Cho Chang, as Cedric Diggory, already asked her. However, despite Harry not having the best attitude about the Yule Ball, he did have a fun and relaxing time. Beatrice moved him away from the dance floor.
"You fight dragons, basilisks, trolls, and dementors," Beatrice said. "And yet the prospect of a dance terrifies you."
"Well, I never learned," Harry said.
"Obviously, you haven't, and I didn't bother either," Beatrice said. "But, we both faked it well enough so we didn't embarrass each other. So, that's a win, right?"
Harry just smiled, as the gorgeous, and somewhat goth, blonde Hufflepuff girl pulled him away further and the two of them disappeared from the Great Hall.
"You did your duty as Hogwarts champion," Beatrice said. "Although, you were thrown into this stupid tournament, because someone obviously has it out for you."
"You don't think…"
"Anyone with a few brain cells to spare realized that after the first week," Beatrice said. "This entire tournament just feels off. Cedric wanted to enter it, because he wanted to do something to live up to his father's expectations of him."
"But his father thinks the world of him," Harry said.
"And that's why he did," Beatrice said. "Because, Cedric's humble, but deep down, he wants to prove himself. The only reason why he beat you to the snitch was because of a Dementor. I think he's kind of disappointed he didn't have that rematch against you this year."
Beatrice lead Harry into the garden and just smiled at him.
"I didn't lead you out here just to talk about the tournament," Beatrice said. "The truth is, I've admired what you've done. You don't have to help these people, who turn on you at a drop of a hat, and yet you have. You're a hero. You remind me of someone else who used to go to Hogwarts, and she had similar challenges."
"Who?"
"I might tell you later," Beatrice said. "How many people thanked you for what you've done for this school?"
"Not too many," Harry admitted.
"Well, I appreciate it. And I appreciate you. And I think a hero should be properly thanked for his efforts."
Harry was about ready to say that it was not a big deal. However, Beatrice met him halfway with a kiss. The gorgeous order girl pressed her lips down onto Harry, which surprised him. He went on auto-pilot and returned the kiss. Beatrice leaned in and kissed him.
"First one?" Beatrice asked.
"How could you tell?"
"The awkwardness," Beatrice said. "But, you're…eager for more. I can tell."
And Beatrice ran a hand down Harry's body and cupped his bulge. This felt promising. Beatrice inched Harry's pants down and slowly began to expose his length for her enjoyment. Harry throbbed when Beatrice moved her hand over him, tracing light patterns over his crotch as she toyed with him. Beatrice rubbed him in circular motions and then moved to her.
Beatrice slipped down to the ground and took Harry's cock out of his pants and into her mouth.
"Mmmm!"
"Oh, God!"
This had been the most amazing feeling ever. Beatrice's warm wet mouth wrapped around his cock blew Harry's mind. Her hands, nails painted with black nail polish, lightly tickled the underside of his balls. This hot older girl was giving Harry a blowjob, and he never thought anything like this would happen. Beatrice dove in and pleasured Harry's length. Harry leaned in and enjoyed it, while trying not to make it end too soon.
Beatrice found her nipples hardening when seeing Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, looking down at her with fervent worship. Then again, she was responsible for his first sexual experience. It would only be a matter of time when some witch pulled him off to the side and tended to him. And with Harry's constant shadow, Granger, preoccupied with Viktor Krum tonight, Beatrice took advantage of a situation which might not have presented itself otherwise. She pulled away from Harry and licked his cock.
"Do you like that?" she asked.
"Yes!" Harry groaned eagerly.
Beatrice leaned in and bobbed her mouth down onto his length. The seventh year worked the cock of a wizard three years her junior. Oh, she might be robbing the cradle just a little bit, but years from now, the age gap would not matter. And it was different for magicals than their mundane counterparts anyway.
Harry tried to hold back, but Beatrice was doing a good job in pleasuring him. He finally lost it.
"Beatrice, I'm going to cum."
Beatrice only sucked him harder, unapologetically looking into his eyes. Harry leaned in and slammed his impressive length down into her throat. Beatrice gulped and enjoyed his cock, allowing his manhood to slam deeper inside of her. His balls unloaded a heavy turrent of seed, which blasted endlessly down the witch's throat. Beatrice tilted her head back and slurped his cum until he emptied a sizable load down her throat, making her cry in pleasure.
The moment Harry finished inside of her, Beatrice sucked his cum down into her mouth. She licked the dripping seed from Harry's balls.
"You've made me so wet for you, Harry," Beatrice said. "Good thing I wasn't wearing any panties tonight underneath my dress robes."
The casualness of what she said just made Harry's brain go haywire. Beatrice hiked up her robes and revealed her pussy to Harry, and it was wet. For the first time, Harry came face to face with a pussy, at least in real life.
"Taste me," Beatrice said. "It's only fair since I've tasted you."
The older witch received Harry's eager tongue dancing down her womanhood. Harry leaned in and kissed and licked her pussy driving her completely wild with pleasure when he edged into her. Harry could get used to this, going down on a pussy.
"You're a natural, kid," Beatrice breathed. "Oooh, yes, eat me out!"
Beatrice let out another cry from Harry inching his tongue deeper inside of her from behind. The skilled sorcerer leaned deep inside of her, and made her lose it for him. Harry tasted and edged her to another orgasm and then another one, sucking the juices out of her pussy and making her cry out in pleasure.
"Yes, yes, yes," Beatrice moaned even louder for her. "YES!"
Harry topped her off with another hot orgasm and made her explode, pussy juices gushing all over his mouth when she came hard for him. Harry pulled out of her and Beatrice flashed him another grin.
"Please, fuck me, green-eyes," she begged me.
"This is my first time."
"Mine too," Beatrice said. "Well, with a guy anyway. Not sure how toys compare to that monster that's between your legs."
Harry leaned in and could feel his hardening cock pressed against Beatrice's pussy. For the first itme, Harry entered a witch from behind. Harry's hands moved in and cupped Beatrice's chest beneath her robes and shoved himself deep inside of her.
"YES!" Beatrice yelled. "YES! OOOH, MORGANA, YES!"
It was a good thing the music was so loud in the Great Hall, because it somewhat muffled her screams. Harry leaned in all the way and slipped a hand down the back of Beatrice's neck. He kissed and licked the side of her neck, sucking on her earlobe. Harry leaned in and thrusted down into her body.
"You feel so perfect," Harry said.
"Oooh, it's your first time, but thank you," Beatrice said. "Damn, your cock was just made to blow women's minds. And I'm glad I was the first one you had."
Harry slipped down and pushed deeper inside of her. Beatrice had been screaming her head off, with Harry inching down onto her body. Harry held out for as long as he could. Beatrice turned and kissed Harry one more time, her tongue invading the inside of his mouth. Harry held her up by the leg and buried his length deep inside of her.
Beatrice had been pinned against the wall, eyes locked onto Harry with the pair aggressively kissing each other. Harry's tentative nature from earlier faded away. Oh, Beatrice Haywood really corrupted Harry Potter. That was going to start all kinds of tantalizing rumors. Still, she apologized for nothing. She was going to take his cock into her like it was meant to be.
Oh, a pesky little beetle annoyed Beatrice for a second, but she swatted it to the side. The beetle scurred away as Harry buried balls deep inside of her. Why was this stupid little bug gawking at the size of Harry's cock before fluttering away? Perhaps Beatrice's brain was completely and utterly fried from Harry stuffing her hard.
"I'm going to cum inside of you."
"I don't fucking care," Beatrice said. "Just do it!"
Harry plowed Beatrice. Her tight vice like pussy wrapped around him and her juices released around him to allow him inside of her. Harry pinned his date against the wall and smashed her hard. Beatrice held on for dear life as Harry picked up the pace and kept driving deeper inside of her. Beatrice milked him and with another glorious moan, enjoyed his cock inside of her.
Finally, all thoughts of consequences lost to lust, Harry came deep inside of the Hufflepuff witch before him. Harry leaned in and he finished inside of her.
Beatrice's arms wrapped around Harry and she sighed. She would be a bit sore, but damn it was worth it. She smiled and opened her eyes.
The awestruck form of Fleur Delacour had been standing off to the side, with her date. Beatrice could not help but rub it in.
"Not bad for a leetle boy, eh, Frenchie?" Beatrice asked with a cheeky grin.
Beatrice pulled away from Harry, cum dripping down from her thighs. Fleur tried not to get caught looking at Harry's manhood. She was about to offer Fleur a taste but she saw someone billowing down the way.
"Shit, Snape," Harry murmured.
"Yeah, we better go."
Beatrice and Harry hastily got dressed and Harry took Beatrice's hand and moved her into a secret passageway to avoid the sour tempered Slytherin head who was in the process of telling other couples off for their activities.
End.